In society, there exist lines; these lines allow you to acknowledge the difference between friends and family, enemies and lovers. Sometimes, these lines wear thin, borders shift, enemies become friends, friends become lovers.
The line wore thin for Ian, the line separating him from expressing his true feelings for his best friend Anthony. However, one drunken night, this line became invisible. Invisible because Ian had pressed his lips against Anthony's.
Anthony didn't push away, he was shocked.
"Dude what the..."
"I'm sorry,"Ian darted,"Anthony...I..."
Anthony kissed him right back. The line had shifted.